"I know."
His abs tightened as he slid into me, his eyes on my face as he pushed carefully through swollen tissues.
"I just want to be inside you."
My neck arched as he slid deeper, a low sound escaping me because it felt sooo good.
As worn out and overstimulated as I was, I still craved to possess him and to be possessed by him.
I knew I always would.
Bending his head, he pressed his lips to my forehead.
"You're all I want, Eva.
There's no one else.
There will never be anyone else."
"Gideon."
He understood, as I hadn't, that the night had fallen apart because of my jealousy and the deep- seated need I had to make him feel it for himself.
He kissed me softly, reverently, erasing every memory of anyone else's lips on mine.
* * *
"Angel."
Gideon's voice was a warm rasp in my ear.
"Wake up."
I moaned, squeezing my eyes shut tighter and burying my face deeper in his neck.
"Leave me alone, you sex fiend."
His silent laughter shook me.
He pressed a hard kiss to my forehead and wiggled out from under me.
"We're here."
Cracking one eye open, I watched him put his shirt back on.
He'd never gotten out of his jeans.
I realized the sun was out.
I sat up and looked out the windows, gasping when I saw the ocean.
We'd stopped for gas once but I hadn't been able to get my bearings or figure out where we were.
Gideon had declined to tell me when I asked, saying only that it was a surprise.
"Where are we?" I breathed, thrilled by the sight of the sun climbing over the water.
It had to be solidly into morning.